(Wasteland)

(Devereaux)

Roaches crawling all over
What the fuck am I gonna do now (huh)
Voices talking to me tell me how (tell me how?)
The fuck I'm bout to dig up out this mess I'm in
I'm wrestling the demons but they will not let me out (uh huh)
I'ma spill they blood until I drown (huh)
Fuck you know about being down (huh)
I mean really really down this shit misfit dipset bitch get wrist slit
Cut a sucker motherfucka run I'm bout to tippy toe
If I had to drop a bitch I'd cut the cord and let them go
Why I gotta spray them all over the fucking stereo
Scared at what will happen if they play me on the radio
Scared at what will happen if a Juggalo tell em all that he don't give a fuckalo
I really get to talking bout the government and all that other shit that they don't wanna know
Probably want me back up on my meds
Fucked up in my head sitting all alone
That Michael is all on my body that ice is all over my collarbone
The conjuring it has begun and the darkness my palace I call it home
Now that I've got your attention my people are trending a palindrome